Internal Combustion

Human Liara

Yeah I guess baby asari are just my thing now. Have more baby asari. It's baby asari week on tumblr.

The Lovers by Jef Joseph Marie Thomas Lambeaux (1852-1908)

Shepard always reminds me of poppies, so stubborn to grow even on a rock, so beautiful and so quick to disappear…

i keep these longings locked in lowercase, inside a vault — ✧ i keep recalling things we never did messy top lip kiss how i long for our trysts

in loyal love all my heart

It was a part of courtly etiquette - a respectful kiss on a lady's hand. But the moment his lips touched her skin, all the noise of the ballroom faded for them, leaving only the loud beating of their hearts.

(Special thanks to @bayardbruh and @starryswirly for giving me feedback!)

He let his feet walk him past the doorway as his eyes scanned the room. There were so many things about her that drew him in and even standing in her space he could feel her magic washing over him. He walked over to her tea cabinet. Teas that she had gotten from her clan, things and names he had never heard. There was so much about her that he didn't know anything about, whole worlds she lived in that he couldn't even imagine. He took in every single piece of furniture, all the little nicknaks she had carefully placed, the flowers she had strung up everywhere. He let his eyes wander over to the wooden carven bathtub that she had built. It has vine and flowers covering it in paint and carvings. He could just imagine her laying there, breast bare to the wind submerged in hot water. The smells of flowers and musk filling his nose like a phantom. His body twisted and tightened at the thought. He gazed over to see a basin of water collected over an unlit fire. 

Josephine I painted for @joshduun last year ☀️ Companion piece to @badbadsloth's Leliana!